Wihtout a Second Thought
Summary- Years after Jamie's death, Landon falls into an encounter with one of her relatives. He learns he's not the onle one with problems, but he's one of the few who can help.
Disclaimer- I only own the characters I I made up
Chapter One- I Didn't Want to Know the Truth
Silence. It crept throughout the apartment and into his bedroom. Only a few minutes, two to be exact, and the peaceful atmosphere would be shattered. Another day would begin. Another long, dragging, identical day, just like all the others.
One minute to seven.
Landon Carter laid flat on his stomach, deep in slumber, unaware that he'd be rudely awaken in less than forty seconds. The siren of the alaram had been so ear piercing in this past, his body would automatically react at first hear. Landon's left arm swung away from his side and slammed against the clock, immediatly silencing it. He'd wait a minute or two before actually getting up. He'd roll over towards the edge and fall to the floor with the sheets, only because he wasn't use to the other side of the bed being empty.
Fabio, Landon and Jamie's Yorkshire Terrior, ran frantically around his ankles, trying to reach a kneecap. Eyes still half open, he stumbled into the kitchen, pouring a portion of the heavy food bag into Fabio's bowl. The tiny dog ravished his braekfast, forgetting about the human.
On the way to the bathroom, Landon came into an encounter with something on the carpet. A black, leather Bible. Somehow, once again, it seemed to find it's way out of its hiding place. Damn dog, pulling it out from under the couch.
" Get it together Carter" he grumbled to himself, throwing the book on the sofa cushion and proceeding to the shower.
There were some days that were deadful enough that Landon wouldn't bother getting outof bed, call in sick. He was a doctor, but after so many years, he gave up trying to cure himself. For the resdt of the das, he was a zombie on the outside and a robot on the inside.
He rememered the list, the one his mom found in the laundry. A lodt of his goals, the ones inspired by the only girl he loved. Not far from the top was getting into medical school. Not his mom or his worthless excuse for friends believed he'd do it, more like he was completly out of his mind. But all he needed was Jamie.
But she didn't see him graduate, though she knew he did it. Landon Carter went from a law breaker in high school, to a peditrician in the Brooklyn Memorial Hospital.
That was a bit weird.
Being a peditrican. See, Jamie told a little white lie about her own list. Getting married in the same church as her mother was actually number two, after being crossed out from the first. Number one was what broke his heart, and made him want to create a way to go back in time to make it so he would have never found that piece of paper enclosed in the same Bible that was suppose to be under his couch.
And to think, before three days ago, he thought life was harsh enough.
Summary- Years after Jamie's death, Landon falls into an encounter with one of her relatives. He learns he's not the onle one with problems, but he's one of the few who can help.
Disclaimer- I only own the characters I I made up
Chapter One- I Didn't Want to Know the Truth
Silence. It crept throughout the apartment and into his bedroom. Only a few minutes, two to be exact, and the peaceful atmosphere would be shattered. Another day would begin. Another long, dragging, identical day, just like all the others.
One minute to seven.
Landon Carter laid flat on his stomach, deep in slumber, unaware that he'd be rudely awaken in less than forty seconds. The siren of the alaram had been so ear piercing in this past, his body would automatically react at first hear. Landon's left arm swung away from his side and slammed against the clock, immediatly silencing it. He'd wait a minute or two before actually getting up. He'd roll over towards the edge and fall to the floor with the sheets, only because he wasn't use to the other side of the bed being empty.
Fabio, Landon and Jamie's Yorkshire Terrior, ran frantically around his ankles, trying to reach a kneecap. Eyes still half open, he stumbled into the kitchen, pouring a portion of the heavy food bag into Fabio's bowl. The tiny dog ravished his braekfast, forgetting about the human.
On the way to the bathroom, Landon came into an encounter with something on the carpet. A black, leather Bible. Somehow, once again, it seemed to find it's way out of its hiding place. Damn dog, pulling it out from under the couch.
" Get it together Carter" he grumbled to himself, throwing the book on the sofa cushion and proceeding to the shower.
There were some days that were deadful enough that Landon wouldn't bother getting outof bed, call in sick. He was a doctor, but after so many years, he gave up trying to cure himself. For the resdt of the das, he was a zombie on the outside and a robot on the inside.
He rememered the list, the one his mom found in the laundry. A lodt of his goals, the ones inspired by the only girl he loved. Not far from the top was getting into medical school. Not his mom or his worthless excuse for friends believed he'd do it, more like he was completly out of his mind. But all he needed was Jamie.
But she didn't see him graduate, though she knew he did it. Landon Carter went from a law breaker in high school, to a peditrician in the Brooklyn Memorial Hospital.
That was a bit weird.
Being a peditrican. See, Jamie told a little white lie about her own list. Getting married in the same church as her mother was actually number two, after being crossed out from the first. Number one was what broke his heart, and made him want to create a way to go back in time to make it so he would have never found that piece of paper enclosed in the same Bible that was suppose to be under his couch.
And to think, before three days ago, he thought life was harsh enough.